I have long thought that when the chips are down and things are not
going my way is the perfect time to see who I really am. I’ve had an
incredible opportunity to find that out and to take a huge leap in evolution
at the same time.
My life had been progressively going my way. I had completed a project
for which I was partially paid and was expecting a large payment that
would cover my living expenses for another 6 months, plus reduce my debt
a big notch. Plus, my mother was feeling extremely generous and was regularly
sending me money to pay off more debt. I bought a fabulous new computer
with lots of bells and whistles and was cooking along living my dream
and growing by leaps and bounds when all of a sudden I hit a huge brick
wall.
When the check didn’t arrive, the contractor suddenly began to avoid
my contact, not returning my calls or emails, having his kids tell me
he wasn’t home when I called . . . you’ve probably experienced the avoidance
thing so you know what I mean. Two weeks passed and finally I tricked
him with a phone call by telling his daughter that I was someone else.
(Gosh, I never knew I had a sly side!). He gave me his song and dance,
explaining that the balloon payment on his house was due and that the
refinance fell through, so instead of sending the money to me he paid
his balloon payment.
So what about me? How am I going to pay my obligations? He gave me a
promise that he would work this out soon (when?) and that I should expect
money in a week or so. It all sounded vague to me and when someone has
just shafted you it’s difficult to trust more promises they make. Yet
. . .
Then, to make matters worse (as if that could be possible), another
person informed me that this contractor was having severe financial problem.
As I sat with this situation I found myself in, I thought about and considered
all the possible outcomes and watched myself traverse a broad range of
perspectives and feelings appropriate to each outcome. I struggled to
hold my thoughts on the outcome that offered the most relief (that payment
would be forthcoming). Yet I wasn't convinced that this would turn into
the worst that I could imagine (that he would file bankruptcy), so I
ended up wavering somewhere around "I'll get small monthly payments," which
didn’t fit into my plans. None of those perspectives felt good; they
all smacked of resonating with financial lack, and I knew that was not
what I wanted to be transmitting.
This episode carried on for a few weeks, reeking havoc on my energy
and plaguing me with negative thoughts, as I would catch myself having
conversations in my head about telling him off for spending my money.
Then, of course, because I was focusing in a negative direction, my thoughts
always flowed to the possibility of him stiffing me for the money he
owed me. I was angry that he was controlling my finances, or, more precisely,
that I was feeling out of control. The funny thing about this is that
he and I just had a conversation a few months earlier about a mutual
acquaintance, and I was telling him why I had stopped doing business
with her (her borderline ethics), and in my mind that was exactly what
he was doing to me.
Negative thoughts kept intruding into my sense of well-being, "He
makes her look like a saint. What he has done is illegal: He embezzled
funds from me. The client paid him for work I did under subcontract to
him and he spent it without once thinking about how that would affect
my financial situation. What a twit."
Day after day I would catch myself thinking about this situation, feeling
upset at him for not being more responsible and feeling even more upset
with myself for getting into this mess. But those were relatively minor
issues that I knew would easily dissipate. The major catch of the day
was that I felt fearful that he wouldn’t pay me, and that meant that
I wouldn’t be able to pay my debts, and that meant that my creditors
would think that I was a flake, just like they did when I went through
my bankruptcy many years ago. Now I was getting really worried because
I knew that the energy in those thoughts packed enough wallop to become
my reality, unless I diffused it.
Trying to shift my thoughts to more optimistic ones by using affirmations
didn’t work and fearful thoughts kept popping back in. That told me that
I didn’t really believe that all was well and that everything would turn
out for my highest good. Even though my sense was that he would eventually
pay me (I just didn’t feel like he was going to stiff me), I wanted to
know when and how. If it didn’t arrive by a certain date - THE DEADLINE
- then I would need to borrow money from my mom. That immediately evoked
thoughts of, "Humph!!! Back to that again. She’s going to think
I'm a failure."
So with the intention of transforming my perceptive in mind, I became
inspired to ask myself, "How can I respond to this situation in
a way that uplifts him?" Immediately a little voice inside me said, "WHAT?
Uplift HIM? He’s the bad guy here, so why should I make HIM feel better?" And
the answer was obvious, "Because he’s probably feeling worse than
you are, and because he probably doesn’t even realize how he got himself
in this mess to begin with, and because then you will be the person you
keep saying you want to be: An uplifter."
Geez! That was a tough argument that I couldn’t possible win because
I did want to be an uplifter. So I set upon the task of finding other
ways to view this situation. Here’s what I discovered: As long as I held
fear and resentment about not being in control, then fear-based thoughts
about losing control popped up automatically. It wasn’t a conscious thing.
I didn’t think, "Gee, I think I’ll think about not getting paid
by him. Gosh, then I’ll think about all the disastrous consequences that
that will cause." The sequence I noticed was that first I became
aware that I was tense and then I became aware of what I was last thinking.
Sometimes the connection between what I was thinking and feeling was
obvious. For instance, in a particularly tense moment, I caught myself
thinking about needing to approach my mom for money (can you can imagine
the tension that caused?). But I could tell that it was not the core
source of the tension. The core was my discomfort in feeling at the mercy
(and whims) of others.
I wanted to be in control of what happened in my life, to control the
circumstances and situations that I was to experience. When I saw things
coming toward me that I wanted, it was easy to feel good – to think,
speak and act in harmony with knowing that all was well. But when I noticed
something coming toward me that potentially spelled disaster, I immediately
assumed the worst and felt out of control. Coming from that negative
perspective – he’s not going to pay me in the way I want – was guaranteed
to keep me in a state of stress.
As soon as I realized that I was caught in a spiral of negative thinking
I deliberately decided to think about how he might have gotten himself
into this mess. That thought led me to remember when I was going through
my bankruptcy and how desperation provoked me to take inappropriate actions.
Suddenly I found myself completely understanding how he had gotten into
this predicament, and my anxiety and fears melted into compassion.
That did the trick. I realized that I was looking at it only from the
perspective of "how was I affected by what he did?" I hadn't
stopped to think about him and the stress that he was most likely enduring,
and it suddenly occurred to me that this would be a good opportunity
for me to uplift him and to help him gain something positive from this
experience.
As I pondered this new perspective, my feelings suddenly transformed
and I knew that regardless of the outcome I would be taken care of. If
I never got the money from him, it would come from another source. If
it came in tiny payments, it would still be spendable and I could still
do what I had planned, perhaps just a bit slower. Or, he could find another
company to refinance his house and a big check could already be on its
way to me. Whichever way it turned out would be okay by me.
Three days after I changed my perspective I received a big fat delicious
check from him with a note dripping with apology.
Now I know that the trick is not so much to eliminate all that stands
in my way, but to stop perceiving stuff as standing in my way. I realized
that consistency is about keeping my focus on the outcome I want regardless
of what circumstances present themselves to me and that holding my tone
is easy when life is easy, but holding my tone when life is difficult
causes life to stop being difficult.